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Set in the North Devon ‘Ruby Country’ our working farm offers:


AA 3 PENNANT TOURING SITE Open all year • EHU • toilet/shower unit • laundry dog walks • B&B available • Rallies welcome!


CARAVAN/MOTORHOME STORAGE Secure hardstanding outside/undercover storage servicing available • tow to/from touring site pitch service flexible terms • caravan washing facility/service


WE LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU! Linda and Richard Reader


Headon Farm Caravan Site and Storage Facility Headon Farm, Hollacombe, Holsworthy, Devon EX22 6NN


Tel: 01409 254477


website: www.headonfarm.co.uk email: reader@headonfarm.co.uk


Welcombe lies on the Atlantic Coast just on the Devon side of the North Devon/Cornwall border midway between Bideford and Bude. The parish of Welcombe comprises a scattered group of hamlets incorporating approximately 100 households. The village sits astride a deep valley which leads a meandering stream to the cliff edge at Welcombe Mouth where it ends in a picturesque waterfall. St Nectan’s Church looks over the northern flank of the valley while The Old Smithy Inn lies on the southern side. Welcombe is a popular holiday destination and many visitors return year after year. They grow to love the spectacular scenery and peaceful surroundings whilst enjoying the proximity of


attractions in both Devon and Cornwall.


Huntshaw has no less than 10 hills with a steeper gradient than 1 in 7. Huntshaw Cross, the most eastern point of the parish, is one of the highest points for miles around. It is possible to see Lundy Island and the coast of Barnstaple Bay. On the extreme border of the parish in a field known as Burrow Park are two tumuli or ancient burial mounds dating from historic times. These tumuli were explored and one of the most interesting finds was a bronze dagger, nine and a half inches long, which is now in Exeter Museum. Berry Castle is the earliest record of any form of civilisation at Huntshaw and is the Early British Camp. Originally it was a spur-sited Iron Age defensive work. The outline of the camp is still perceptible


Petrockstowe or is it Petrockstow? Four roads lead into the village and the four village signs are evenly divided on the spelling. Petrockstow (e) like many Devon villages has its roots firmly set in farming, with a history that dates back to the Doomsday book. The village centres on St. Petroc’s church, The Laurels inn, and the chapel and village hall. The latter being built in 1977 thanks to a bequest by Ethel Baxter and was named after her. The Baxter hall


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has subsequently been upgraded with a grant from the national lottery fund.


Bradworthy is a very old village which, it used to be said was noted for its Square and its horniwinks. The Square, the towne-place as it is described in old deeds, is the largest village square in the Westcountry, and will no doubt remain the centre of the village as it has for over a thousand years; but for the Horniwinks - a local name for peewits - which would have haunted the Moors for thousands of years, for some unknown reason have gone.


Bradworthy was the centre of


an extensive territory


including what is now the parish of Pancrasweek. The Square was once a grassy green described by Miss M. P. Willcocks, the novelist, as being as full of the romance of the past as the magic phrase ‘the Great North Road’. It is not now, though,


quite such a place of old-world peace as she described. But Bradworthy still has a grassy green known as the Broad Hill in the Lower


Village, planted with Copper Beech and Flowering Cherry. Of the houses in the village the old part of the Inn is of an early date and might have been the old Church House.


On the south west side of the parish are the Tamar Lakes in pleasant rural surroundings. The valley is a bird sanctuary and anglers find good fishing there. The Torridge flows south eastward and beneath Kesmeldon Bridge where tradition says the first pipe of tobacco was smoked by a mariner who was in Raleigh’s first expedition to Virginia. We are in the Putfords and entering an area of countryside as peaceful and unspoilt as any.


CASSOA ‘GOLD’


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